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Prophecies and Lies|| Tom Riddle/ Voldemort X Reader

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Life seemed perfect for you, When your mother had died it didn't hurt so much while you were living under the care of the Malfoy's, However you dream about a boy you've never seen, In here you shall uncover the truths and the lies.
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โ˜žใˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผํ€ต๋ฐฐ์†กโ’ก[0Iร˜โ†”๏ผ—50๏ผ”โ†”6ร˜๏ผ”๏ผ•]=์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค๊ตฌ๋งคโค#์•ˆ์–‘๋‚จ์„ฑํ™•๋Œ€ํฌ๋ฆผ์•ฝ๊ตญโ˜ž์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ๊ตฌ๋งคโญ[0Iร˜โ†”๏ผ—50๏ผ”โ†”6ร˜๏ผ”๏ผ•]ใ‡์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „ํ•„์š”์—†๋Š”๋น„์•„

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โญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Žร˜Iร˜โ†”๏ผ—๏ผ•ร˜๏ผ”โ†”6ร˜4๏ผ•ใ€๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ๋Œ€๋ฆผ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผํ•„๋ฆ„๋‹น์ผ์ˆ˜๋ นโค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#์‚ฌ๋‹น๋จน๋Š”๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งค๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•,#์„œ๋ฉดํ•„๋ฆ„ํ˜•๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†ก,#๊ฐ•์„œ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ์œ ์ง€์ œํ’ˆํ€ต๋ฐฐ์†กโญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Žร˜Iร˜โ†”๏ผ—๏ผ•ร˜๏ผ”โ†”6ร˜๏ผ”๏ผ•๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ๋•์ฒœ๋™ํŒ”ํŒ”์ •์ง๊ฑฐ๋ž˜โค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#๋Œ€๋ฆผ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ100mg์•ฝ๊ตญ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๋ถ€์‚ฐ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์น˜๋ฃŒ์ œ๋‹น์ผ์ˆ˜๋ น,#๊ตฌ๋ฆฌโ€‹๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์น˜๋ฃŒ์ œํ€ต๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์‹ ์‚ฌ๋™๋ฟŒ๋ฆฌ๋Š”๋‚จ์ž์ •๋ ฅ์ œ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์—ฐ์‚ฐ์‚ฌ์ •์ง€์—ฐ์น™์น™์ดํ€ต๊ตฌ์ž…,#์—ฐ์‚ฐ๋™ํ•„๋ฆ„๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์†ก๋„๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝํ€ต๋ฐฐ์†ก,#๋…ผํ˜„์ •๋ ฅ์—์ข‹์€์•ฝํšจ๋Šฅ,#๋…ผํ˜„์‹ ๊ธฐํ™˜ํ€ต๊ตฌ์ž…,#ํ™”์„ฑ๊ณจ๋“œ๋“œ๋ž˜๊ณค๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†ก,#๊ธธ๋™๊ณจ๋“œ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค์ธํ„ฐ๋„ท๊ตฌ์ž…,โญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Žร˜Iร˜โ†”75ร˜4โ†”๏ผ–ร˜4๏ผ•ใ€๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ์ˆ˜์›์—ญํ•„๋ฆ„ํ˜•์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „์—†์ด๊ตฌ์ž…โค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#ํ–ฅ๋‚จ์‚ฌ์ •์ง€์—ฐ์ œ์ง๊ฑฐ๋ž˜,#๋Œ€๋ฆผ๋‚จ์„ฑ์„ฑ๊ธฐ๋‹จ๋ จ๊ธฐ๊ตฌ์˜จ๋ผ์ธ์•ฝ๊ตญ,#์ž ์‹ค์—ญํ‚น์ฝฉํšจ๊ณผ,#์—ฐ์‚ฐ๋™๋‚จ์„ฑ์ •๋ ฅ์ œ100mg์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ,#๋™๋Œ€๊ตฌ์ •๋ ฅ์—์ข‹์€์•ฝ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „ํ•„์š”์—†๋Š”,#์‹ ๋…ผํ˜„๋‚จ์„ฑ์„ฑ๊ธฐ๋‹จ๋ จ๊ธฐ๊ตฌ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๊ตฌ๋ฆฌ์กฐ๋ฃจ์น˜๋ฃŒ์ œํšจ๋Šฅ,#๊ฐ•์„œํ‚น์ฝฉ๊ตฌ์ž…,#๊นŒ์น˜์‚ฐ๊ฐ•์ง๋„์˜์–‘์ œ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ,#ํ•ด์šด๋Œ€ํ•œ๋ฐฉ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ์ข…๋ฅ˜,#์ธ๊ณ„๋™๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ๊ตฌ์ž…๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•,โญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณ[ร˜Iร˜โ†”75ร˜4โ†”๏ผ–ร˜4๏ผ•]๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ์ˆ˜์›์—ญ์„ฑ๊ธฐ๋Šฅํ–ฅ์ƒ์˜์–‘์ œ๊ตฌ๋งคํ›„๊ธฐโค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#์‹ ๋…ผํ˜„๊ณจ๋“œ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†ก,#๋‚จํฌ๋™์•ฝ๊ตญ์šฉ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ์ž…,#๋ถ€์‚ฐ์—ญ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ์ „ํ•„์š”์—†๋Š”,#์„ผํ…€์‹œํ‹ฐ์•ฝ๊ตญ์šฉ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งค,#๋Œ€์—ฐ๋™์•„๋“œ๋ ˆ๋‹Œ100mg์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ,#๋™๋ž˜์ŠคํŽ˜๋‹ˆ์‰ฌํ”Œ๋ผ์ด๋‹น์ผ์ˆ˜๋ น,#์„ผํ…€์‹œํ‹ฐํ•„๋ฆ„๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ100mg์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ,#๊นŒ์น˜์‚ฐ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ์œ ์ง€์ œํ’ˆ๊ตฌ์ž…,#๊น€ํ•ดํ‚น์ฝฉ๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†ก,#์ˆ˜์›๋จน๋Š”์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†ก,#์˜จ์ฒœ๋™๋ฐœ๊ธฐ์œ ์ง€โ€ฆ

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โ˜žโ†–๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผํ€ต๋ฐฐ์†กโ—ˆ[0Iร˜โ†”๏ผ—50๏ผ”โ†”6ร˜๏ผ”๏ผ•]=์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค๊ตฌ๋งคโ˜Ž#๋ฌต์ •๋™๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์˜์–‘์ œ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ๊ตฌ๋งคโ˜žโ†์„œ์šธ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผํ€ต๋ฐฐ์†ก[ใ…‹rํ†กJA3502]โ™ฉ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค๊ตฌ๋งคโค

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โญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Žร˜Iร˜โ†”๏ผ—๏ผ•ร˜๏ผ”โ†”6ร˜4๏ผ•ใ€๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ์‚ฌ์ฒœ๊ณจ๋“œ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค๊ฐ€๊ฒฉโค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#์ข…๊ฐ์—ญ์š”ํž˜๋นˆ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์„œํƒ„๋ฉด๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ์‚ฌ์šฉ๋ฒ•,#๊ณต๋•์—ญ88์ •๋‹น์ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Žร˜Iร˜โ†”๏ผ—๏ผ•ร˜๏ผ”โ†”6ร˜๏ผ”๏ผ•๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ์Œ๋ฌธ๋‚จ์„ฑ์„ฑ๊ธฐ๋‹จ๋ จ๊ธฐ๊ตฌ๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†กโค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#๊ฐ•๋‚จ์—ญ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ์‚ฌ์šฉ๋ฒ•,#๋ง์šฐ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์šฉํ’ˆ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ๊ตฌ์ž…๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•,#๋‚ด๊ณก๋ฐœ๊ธฐ์•ฝํšจ๋Šฅ,#๋‹ต์‹ญ๋ฆฌ๊ตฌ๊ตฌ์ •๋ณต์šฉ๋ฒ•,#๋งˆ๊ณก๋น„๋‹‰์Šคํ€ต๋ฐฐ์†ก๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๋งˆํฌ๋กฑํƒ€์ž„ํฌ๋ฆผ๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†ก,#ํ–ฅ๋‚จํ‚น์ฝฉ๋‹น์ผ๊ตฌ์ž…,#์‘์•”์—ญvinix๊ตฌ๋งคํ›„๊ธฐ,#๊ฐ•์„œ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์ œ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ๊ตฌ์ž…๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•,#์ž ์‹ค๋™์•„์ด์ฝ”์Šค์ธํ„ฐ๋„ท๊ตฌ์ž…,#์ฐฝ์‹ ๋™๋น„๋‹‰์Šคํ•„๋ฆ„๋‹น์ผ๋ฐฐ์†ก,โญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Žร˜Iร˜โ†”75ร˜4โ†”๏ผ–ร˜4๏ผ•ใ€๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ์ค‘์•™์—ญ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝํšจ๋Šฅโค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#์—ฐ์ง€๋งˆ์‹œ๋Š”์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šค์˜จ๋ผ์ธ์•ฝ๊ตญ,#์ž ์‹ค์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณ,#๋„๋ด‰๋™๋‚จ์„ฑ์ •๋ ฅ์ œํšจ๋Šฅ,#ํ™์ง€๋ฐœ๊ธฐ์œ ์ง€์ œํ’ˆ๋‹น์ผ๊ตฌ๋งค,#์šฉ๋‘๋™๋ฐœ๊ธฐ์œ ์ง€์ œํ’ˆํ€ต,#์—ญ์‚ผ์—ญ๋‚จ์„ฑ์ •๋ ฅ์ œ์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ,#์‹ ๋ฐฉํ™”์—ญ๊ตฌ์ž…ํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋ฐœ์•ˆ๋‚จ์„ฑ์ •๋ ฅ์ œ๊ตฌ์ž…ํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋ฌธ๋ž˜๋™์ •๋ ฅ์—์ข‹์€์•ฝ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#ํ™์ œ์—ญ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์น˜๋ฃŒ์ œ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๋‚จํ˜„๋‚จ์ž๊ฐ•์ง๋„๊ฐœ์„ ๊ตฌ๋งค๋ฐฉ๋ฒ•,โญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณ[ร˜Iร˜โ†”75ร˜4โ†”๏ผ–ร˜4๏ผ•]๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ๊ตฌ๋งคโ—ˆ๏ธ์ฒญ๊ตฌ๋‚จ์„ฑ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๊ฐœ์„ ์ œํ’ˆํ€ต๊ฐ€๊ฒฉโค๏ธโ˜…์ •ํ’ˆ๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ&์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์Šคโ˜…โญ#์ฒœ์™•์—ญ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๋ถ€์ „์˜์–‘์ œ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์„ฑ์ˆ˜๋™ํ•„๋ฆ„ํ˜•๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผ100mg์•ฝ๊ตญ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๊ฐ€์‚ฐ๋™๋น„๋‹‰์Šคํ•„๋ฆ„๊ตฌ์ž…ํ›„๊ธฐ,#๊ฐˆ์›”๋™์š”ํž˜๋นˆ๋ณต์ œ์•ฝ๊ตฌ๋งค,#๋‚ด๊ณก๋™๋ฐœ๊ธฐ์œ ์ง€์•ฝ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๋ฒ”๊ณ„์—ญ์กฐ๋ฃจ์น˜๋ฃŒ์ œ์˜จ๋ผ์ธ์•ฝ๊ตญ,#์ค‘๋ž‘์•„์ด์ฝ”์Šค๋‹น์ผ์ˆ˜๋ น,#์„œ์šธ๋‚จ์„ฑ๋ฐœ๊ธฐ๊ฐœ์„ ์ œํ’ˆ๋ณต์šฉ๋ฒ•,#๊ฑฐ์ œ์น™์น™์ดํ€ต๋ฐฐ์†ก,#์‚ฌ๊ฐ„๋™์ •๋ ฅ์—์ข‹์€์˜์–‘์ œ100mg์ฒ˜๋ฐฉ,#ํ•ฉ์ •์—ญ๋‚จ์„ฑ์ •๋ ฅ์ œ์•ฝ๊ตญ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉโญ์‹œ์•Œ๋ฆฌ์ŠคํŒŒ๋Š”๊ณณใ€Ž0๏ผ‘0โ†”๏ผ—504โ†”6ร˜๏ผ”๏ผ•ใ€๋น„์•„๊ทธ๋ผโ€ฆ

โ˜…๊ตฌ์˜์—ญ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ๋ง›์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉใ€Ž๏ผฏโž€O-2133-7544ใ€ํ™๋Œ€์ž…๊ตฌ์—ญ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ์ƒต#์ฒญ๋ฃก๋™์šฐ๋ฃจ๊ณผ์ด์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ

โ˜…๊ตฌ์˜์—ญ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ๋ง›์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉใ€Ž๏ผฏโž€O-2133-7544ใ€ํ™๋Œ€์ž…๊ตฌ์—ญ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ์ƒต#์ฒญ๋ฃก๋™์šฐ๋ฃจ๊ณผ์ด์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ

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โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโถโ“ช-2133-7544โค๏ธ๊ณ ์ฒ™๋™์ฝœ๋กฌ๋น„์•„์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€โค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#๊ฐœํ™”๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ,#์•ˆ๊ตญ์—ญ๋ฒจ๋ผ๋ฃจ์Šค์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœ,#๋“ฑ์ดŒ๋™์ŠคํŽ˜์ธ์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโž€๏ผฏ-2133-7544โค๏ธ์ธ์ฒœ์˜ˆ์•ฝ๊ธˆ์—†๋Š”์ถœ์žฅ๋ฒˆํ˜ธโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#์ค‘์•™ํ˜ธํ…”์ถœ์žฅ,#๋™ํ™”๋™์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€์ถ”์ฒœ,#์„œ์šธ์‹œ๋ฒ ๋„ค์ˆ˜์—˜๋ผ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์• ์˜ค๊ฐœ์—ญ์šฐ๋ฃจ๊ณผ์ด์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€,#๋‚ด์ˆ˜๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐ,#์„์ดŒ์—ญ์ถœ์žฅop๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๊ฐœ๋ด‰๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„ํ™ˆ์ผ€์–ด,#๋ฐฉ์ด๋™๋ธŒ๋ผ์งˆ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#ํ•˜๊ฐˆ๋™๋ฒ ๋„ค์ˆ˜์—˜๋ผ์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#์‹ ๋…ผํ˜„์ฝœ๋กฌ๋น„์•„์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๊ด€ํ›ˆ์„ ์ž…๊ธˆ์—†๋Š”์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโž€๏ผฏ-2133-7544โค๏ธํšจ์ œ๋™์•„๋ฅดํ—จํ‹ฐ๋‚˜์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#์–‘์žฌ๋™์ผ๋ณธ์ธ์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ,#๋ฒ”๊ณ„๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ถœ์žฅ๋ถ€๋ฅด๋Š”๋ฒ•๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#ํšจ์ œ๋™๋ฉ•์‹œ์ฝ”์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#์„œ๋Œ€๋ฌธ์ฝ”์Šคํƒ€๋ฆฌ์นด์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœ,#ํšŒ๊ธฐ๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐ,#์ดˆ๋™์™ธ๊ตญ์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€,#์˜ค๊ธˆ๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„ํ˜ธํ…”์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#๋‚จํ•™๋™์ฝœ๋กฌ๋น„์•„์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#์ˆ˜์„œ๋™์ŠคํŽ˜์ธ์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐ,#ํ‡ด์ดŒ๋ฉด์• ์ฝฐ๋„๋ฅด์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœ,#์ผ์›๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„๋ชจํ…”์ถœ์žฅํ›„๊ธฐ,โญ์„œ์šธ&๊ฒฝ๊ธฐโญ๏ผฏโž€๏ผฏ-2133-7544โค๏ธ์žฅ์ถฉ๋ฐฑ๋งˆ์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๋ฒˆํ˜ธโค๏ธํ›„๋ถˆโญ#๋ฒ”๊ณ„์—ญ์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#์„ฑ๋‚จ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ๋ง›์‚ฌ์ง€ํ›„๊ธฐ,#์‚ฌ๋‹น์—ญ์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋ฐœ์‚ฐ์—ญ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์—ฌ์„ฑ์ถœ์žฅ์ถ”์ฒœ,#๋ฐฐ๊ณง๋ชจํ…”์ถœ์žฅ๋งˆ์‚ฌ์ง€๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#๊ธธ๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„ํ™ˆ์ผ€์–ด๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#์›”๊ณก๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅ์—…์†Œํ›„๊ธฐ,#๋ณด๋ผ๋™์ผ๋ณธ์ธ์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœ,#๋…์‚ฐ๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„์ถœ์žฅop๋ฒˆํ˜ธ,#๊ธธ๋™ ๊ฐ€์‚ฐ๋™๋Ÿฌ์‹œ์•„ํ™ˆ์ผ€์–ด๊ฐ€๊ฒฉ,#์„œ๊ณ„๋™๋ชจ๋กœ์ฝ”์—ฌ์ž์ถœ์žฅ์•ˆ๋งˆ์ถ”์ฒœโ€ฆ

๐Ÿ“šFIVE BILLIONAIRE'S

๐Ÿ“šFIVE BILLIONAIRE'S

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A Forest Woven For You

A Forest Woven For You

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Rowans parents were killed in a house fire when he was only fourteen. For the past two years he's lived in the woods by himself. Though, his friends Aspen and Astrid visit him frequently. Little does he know, Aspen and Astrid have a brother named Forrest. Once they introduce him to Rowan and they grow a bond quickly. But little do they know that their feelings for each other might be something more than friendship.I do not take translations.This story, plot and characters all belong to me.โ€ฆ

๐“›๐“ช๐“ต๐“ช๐“ต๐“ช + ๐“ž๐“ด๐“ธ๐“ด๐“ธ๐“ด.        ๐“ฅ. ๐“ฃ๐“ถ๐“ท๐“ฝ

๐“›๐“ช๐“ต๐“ช๐“ต๐“ช + ๐“ž๐“ด๐“ธ๐“ด๐“ธ๐“ด. ๐“ฅ. ๐“ฃ๐“ถ๐“ท๐“ฝ

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"What are you?" "I'm you, aren't I? ""Hell no, im too black for this."A Leonardo x female Puerto Rican story. (Because I have not seen one where the reader is black) so sit back,relax, and grab some snack's. But what happens if our black reader isn't what she seem?What if she's far from a human beingAnd a mutant.....There will be no sexual content but there will be a few make out scenes. TW: Heavy cursing. Trauma. This story will go through tmnt 2012.โ€ฆ

Hidden feelings for my parents

Hidden feelings for my parents

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You ever wanted to talk to your parent(s) but can never find yourself feeling confident enough this one's for you, the one that will hide forever...โ€ฆ